Tie Up Novels & Stories

She looks up at him, “Have at it, I’ve tried all the tricks I know.” He looks at the tie, it wasn’t a clip on or pre-tied. He undoes it and starts from scratch. Eliza is watching his hands carefully, so he slows down so she can see what he’s doing. He crosses the longer side over the shorter side, round the back to the front and folds the other end to look like a bow. Then the other end goes around this then gets tucked in behind the first folded shape, and he pulls the sides to tighten it.

Daire’s voice came out like ice. “I’ve done some research on the subject. I am older than both of you combined.” Cadogen dusted his shoulder. All three of us walked back to the table Cedar was at. He looked at Cadogen with suspicion. I sat beside him but he wasn’t happy with me either. He clutched the wyvern stuffy to himself. “Soul-Tie’s are bonds between two people and they have to be sealed. You seal them with an emotionally charged Intimate act.” He looked between the two of us.

Alex stared up at Aiden and said softly, even as a tiny bead of effort-induced sweat betrayed him. Addie skipped over, hands clasped behind her back. “Daddy, maybe you need a YouTube tutorial. Or Mommy’s help. She’s very good at knotting any kind of tie.” “Thank you for your faith in me, darling,” Alex deadpanned, and Addie giggled, covering her mouth with her palm. Alex squinted at the tie like it had insulted him. “I’m convinced this thing is smaller than it should be.” Sophia chuckled and gently nudged Alex aside. “Let me.”

I asked but he shrugged me off and kept at it. Struggling to stand up, I staggered towards him and pulled the tie from him, I put the tie around my neck and started knotting it. "First, you make sure the wide side is longer than the narrow one...Lastly, you put the wide side through the loop and pull the narrow side." I was surprised to see him listening to what I was saying, I took off the tie and motioned for him to collect it. "Whatever." He yanked it out of my hand and put it on.

A small strand of my brunette hair fell out of my messy bun while I was walking, reminding me that I haven’t used any scrunchie to keep them in place. It was his red tie that was holding my hair in place, even when I had a scrunchie with me. I kept the tie as a reminder of him, a reminder that would always be with me. It would be something that would remain with me for as long as I can keep it and nobody would question it, not even him because he would not even know where I am.

He wandered over , still trying to tie it on the way but failing again . "This is so fucking stupid" he snapped getting frustrated. I stood up infront of him and did his tie wit bc ease . "See you need me" I winked teasingly at him. "Stupid fucking tie , I wear one every day of my god damn life and I still can't tie it" he slammed his dresser shut , making me jump . He looked over at me .

“Let’s search there." We hurried to the spot and just in time, I saw Michael trying to tie Honey’s hands together. I slowed my steps and observed her. I was glad to see that she was alive. She kept trying to remove her hands from Michael’s grip and throwing all sorts of insults at him. Michael being the cocky bastard he was had responded to her insults with teasing remarks, but he hadn't let go of her hands. Fury rolled together like a huge ball within me as Honey grimaced when he tightened the rope around her finger. They seemed not to be aware of my presence.

“Go spread those legs wide for me. Show me that pretty pussy.” She climbs onto my bed immediately, cheeks burning. She lies on her back, slowly parting her thighs. Her pussy lips are swollen and shiny with arousal, clit peeking out like it's begging to be touched. I look at her for a moment, then my eyes snap toward my wardrobe. I stride over and pull out my black tie. Her eyes widen, but before she can protest properly, I catch both her wrists, pulling them above her head. Then I tie them together tightly with the silk tie.

But it doesn’t matter because am still ready to give her the best regardless. I walk over to the closet and emerge with what I need. Her eyes widen in shock as I walk up to her again as she sees me with another tie. Thought I was done Huh? I move again pairing the tie in my hand to the one I looped around her wrists, I fasten it to the slab on the headboard tugging on it to make sure it's not too tight, but also make sure it's secure enough to restrain her. Then I step back to stare in satisfaction at my handiwork also asking if she was okay or comfortable.

Tears spilled involuntarily from the corners of her eyes. Just as she thought he might choke her to death, his grip loosened, and she crumpled to the floor like a puppet with cut strings. She started coughing violently. Through the haze of tears, she saw him crouch before her. His voice was cold like ice. “I’m going to make you regret every breath you take.” He reached out again, but his hand paused in midair before grabbing the collar of her shirt and giving it a sharp tug. The fabric split with a sharp rip.